The Titan pulled the blade out of his abdomen, and was healed in the same manner as his arm. The Undead Titan was not killed, but stunned momentarily. Violent, crimson energy emblazoned the blade. In the next second, the Titan wrapped his hands around the undead giant's weapon. Suddenly, the Titan was impaled by the undead behemoth's blade. Collision after collision, the fight ran on. Neither were phased by this, and continued fighting. The force from both swords colliding produced a loud "crack'. However, either from being brave or mentally broken to the point of incapability, the Undead Titan showed no fear. The tentacles were then infused with the skin, which gave the impression that the Titan was never harmed. Tentacles emerged from the gash, and wrapped around the area of damage, bringing his arm back together. However, the Undead Titan's glory was short lived. Any further and his arm would have fallen off. The Undead Titan quickly swung.Ī deep gash was made on the site of impact the Titan's right arm. Shortly afterwards, the Titan was standing toe to toe with his undead counterpart. In response, he sent a being of incredible power. They should have stayed dead the first time, he thought to himself.Īs he continued to casually walk through, Dage's commander, Rogath, was informed of his presence. He continued to march through, and the soldiers continued to burst. Standing next to the Titan alone was enough to become subject to his unearthly power. The soldiers had burst into crimson energy. As the undead try to attack them, they were immediately stopped midswing. He marched through the Undead Legion as if he were taking a stroll on the streets. As he walked away, Klunk could still feel the unholy power that flows through the Titan. As he finished describing the mission, the Titan grew excited and his dark, twisted powers began to run through his body. Klunk then briefed the Titan on his mission as one of the most, if not, the most powerful forces that Nulgath had to offer. This was great news to him, but bad news to the Legion and the rest of Lore itself.Īrriving at the war front, the Titan was humbly welcomed by Klunk, one of Nulgath's commanders. This news brought some wicked form of joy to the Titan. Brief my while we get there."Īs the portal opened, the Titan was told what Nulgath wanted him to hear.
Nulgath then appears in front of the Titan, accompanied by his intimidating Battlefiend Blade. The crimson energy that shielded him in his slumber flows back into his blade. Soon, the light of day will be consumed by crimson night. The day his general will give him unspeakable power. The day he will slaughter all those who stand in his way. The destroyed earth will quake with each step his demonic form takes. They will try, but they will tremble at his feet. He has the power to blacken the sun and bloody the moon. Slumber, although not needed, is entered. He closes his eyes as he is enveloped by a ball of crimson energy. A portal of blood red energy opens beneath.
He stabs his mammoth sized Overfiend Blade into the scourged earth beneath him. He knew he could put it towards much greater use. He knew he needed to be relinquished of the power he could not use. His eyes glow blood red for a moment, and back to a toxic green. Red energy flows down the Overfiend Blade.
"You are not fit to call yourself one of us." The last thing the Blood Fiend saw was his "comrade"'s green, venomous eyes. And in a demonic tongue, nightmarish to those petty humans The Overfiend Blade is hilt deep into the Blood Fiends abdomen. The Blood Fiend, accepts his offer, and grabs his hand. He offers his left hand to lift him up, with his Overfiend Blade in his right.
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He was a Blood Fiend, with his facial guard and body armor cracked and destroyed in some areas and only one of his Bloodletters remaining. He gets closer to that poor Void Fiend he calls "ally". He knew deep down in his heart that this is what he truly wanted. He knew he traded his humanity for a form that no man could comprehend. He realizes he is no longer human, but now the very essence of demonic, almost ungodly power. As he walks towards his wounded comrade, he looks at himself. He then approaches a comrade, who is suffering extremely fatal wounds. He had just finished off another petty Legion soldier, with what used to be its skull now dust, blowing away in an ominous wind. By the away, I'm honored to have the first post.
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